Passenger - London in the spring

^DOh London in the^Dmaj7 Spring ^D7Makes me feel so lucky I'm^G alive I've got^Em love to give I've got m^A7y whole life to live ^DWalkin' through the^D7 park Sunshine pours like honey through the^G trees I believe I'm comin'^Em home^A7

^EmWell some peopl^A7e tell me ^GI've better things t^Ao do And more^D productive ways that I could spend my^G time ^EmBut I'm not sure I^A7 agree ^GIt often seems to me^A we ^DSpend our lives,^C talkin' foolish,^G runnin' blind ^EmAnd we forget how to enjoy the simple^A7 things ^EmLike walkin' through^A7 London in the^D Spring

^DWhoa London in th^Dmaj7e Spring ^D7See St. Paul's Cathedral ^GLike a man of high society E, A7 Calmly sittin' quietly ^DAnd you watch the rive^Dmaj7r Thames ^D7Weavin' like a needle through the^G time All the way down to the^A sea

^EmWell some people^A7 tell me ^GThe best is far^A behind us ^DIt's hopeless to be hopeful,^G anymore ^EmBut I'm not sure I^A7 agree ^GI am hopin' love will^A find us ^DAnd gently guide our^C vessel to the^G show ^EmWhere there'll be no need for beggars or^A7 kings ^EmAll equal to share^A7 London in the^D Spring